Son, someday you'll find yourself turnin' sixteen You'll turn the key, keep 'em ten and two 'Til I fade from your rear view You'll hit the two-lane straight away and crank your radio Drop that hammer down to the floor Just to see how fast she'll go And you'll smile, thinkin' I don't know But I know All the chances you'll take The wrong turns you'll make The hearts, and the rules, and the bones you'll break 'Cause you got somethin' to prove All the trouble you'll chase All the hell you'll raise Every single day, I pray that I'll get through To the me part of you You'll turn off that highway, down her county road Feel heartbreak for the first time 'Cause that ain't your truck in her drive You'll wanna grab that bottle off my bottom shelf You'll turn it up 'til you think it helps But, boy, don't do that to yourself You'll cry, thinkin' I don't know But I know All the chances you'll take The wrong turns you'll make The hearts, and the rules, and the bones you'll break 'Cause you got somethin' to prove All the trouble you'll chase All the hell you'll raise Every single day, I pray that I'll get through To the me part of you Yeah, I rode the same road Boy, I been in your boots Yeah, I know me and I know you And all the chances you'll take The wrong turns you'll make The hearts, and the rules, and the bones you'll break 'Cause you got somethin' to prove All the trouble you'll chase And all the hell you'll raise Every single day, I pray that I'll get through To the me part of you The me part of you